This week on RRG has been all about the family dinner — its rewards, its challenges, and how I strategize to be able to pull off a homecooked meal every night of the week without going insane. I feel like
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My sister, D., and I have a long-standing joke between us, knocked off from both “The Simpsons” and popular culture at large; whenever something happens in life that baffles us completely, we tend to say “Who put who in the
I can’t help but snicker a little bit as I peruse the Facebook and Twitter feeds today; you’d think, from all the dire warnings and “emergency updates,” that the Northeast was expecting an apocalyptic hail of fire and brimstone instead
It’s not cold here in the Northeast, the way it should be on December 1; no, it’s warm-ish, nearly 60 degrees, and disappointingly unseasonal. But it’s blustery and rainy and stormy outside, so it’s still a good day for a
Those who are intimately familiar with my meal plans know that Friday is Fend Night in my house. “Fend” is a term coined by my mother years ago, when I was a kid — it means that every member of
Fooled you. You figured I was going to talk about food additives, right? Scary substances, processed ingredients, stuff that goes into our food supply and gets fed to our kids and shouldn’t, really, because we don’t actually know what it
You probably realize, if you read this blog regularly, that I am a big fan of my Sunday Roast Chicken. In fact, my respect for this particular menu item is at the level of Why-Don’t-You-Just-Kiss-It-And-Marry-It-Already. I already make sure it
All I can think this morning is: God bless you, Slow Cooker. Seriously. This weekend would have been food mayhem if it were not for the magical gift to humankind that is the slow cooker. I’ve had mine for not
My kids are food snobs, I think. Or maybe I should amend that to: L. is becoming a food snob, and P. is either a super-discriminating gourmet, or just thinks it’s funnier to watch my expression when he eats scraps
Yesterday’s post caught you all up on the dramatic goings-on in the RRG house these days — in short, we took L. to the pediatrician because we suspected some problems, and the brief rundown of the result is: 1) She